Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

Chapter 53

Gannon

For two days, I listened to his screams when they finally cut out. Liam sighs and pouts,

“Pussy! I wanted to feed him his bowel first.” Liam growls, looking down at Doyle’s limbless body.

“Well, maybe you should have thought about that before you removed his heart,” I say, pointing to his hand. Liam looks at the hand that is holding Doyle’s heart. “Oh, yeah, that would have done it,” he says, tossing it over his shoulder.

My skin itches from all the blood caked on it. Thick like gravy, I was surprised he lasted this long, and if it wasn’t for the blood bags Liam got, he probably would have died yesterday when we removed his arms. Liam whistles happily when the bell rings, signaling someone is here.

“Yes! Customers. Missed my calling, I did. I reckon my steaks look pretty good. Wonder if they want to try my marinated Doyle steaks or the Doyle sausage,” Liam says, excitedly taking the tray he had been placing his were-steaks on. He was taking the butchering too seriously. I laugh as he grabs his tray and races to the front of the store before I hear the shrill scream of a woman before the bells sounded as she rushes out.

“But it is a delicacy! Marinated him myself for 12 hours!” I hear Liam call out to her. I shake my head, taking my rubber apron off. I hang it on the hook next to the freezer door. Liam comes in with his tray in hand, looking rather upset that the woman, whoever she was, didn’t want to try his Doyle steaks.

in his satchel. Grabbing the soap, I scrub my hands clean when Liam growls.

look what you did! You owe me a new apron! You better hope I can

he says, trying to clean his apron in cold water. “He turned it pink. I’ll just say it is salmon. I can pull off salmon, right?” Liam growls, scrubbing his apron that he has come to

apron could save them. I sigh, walking out through the shop to the car and retrieving the bag from the trunk. I always brought spare clothes. The town square was pretty quiet as I finally got outside. There are plenty of stares, but no one dared say anything. I was kind of waiting for them to break out in a dance, like a flash mob, with the way

it on. Hearing the butcher’s shop bell jingle, I glance over my shoulder, and a

He shakes off some congealed blood that has plopped on his foot as he shakes his head. His apron is clutched in his hand, and he shakes

car. Put

will it dry?he

I tell

my head when people rush over to the small bakery. Liam glances over there, and so do I and I see the old woman choking. Another woman pats her back frantically,

sight to see. Everyone scatters as he grabs her. His arms wrapped around her, his naked ass tensing as he performed the task. A piece of scone flies from her mouth, and she sucks in a breath before he lets her go. The woman collapses on the ground and Liam clicks his tongue, sitting her up, his junk right in her face. She gasps, her eyes going wide when she realizes his dick is like an inch off

a kiss. She looks at him, appalled, his dick slapping her cheek as he turns to walk back to the

out of the town square, headed for the orphanage. Liam lights a

when did you become fatherly?” Liam asks, and I shrug. I never gave